And to think she had been initially considering only bringing home one. So much for that. The first was just a gateway. From there, one become two, which then soon became eight. Figures. Let your restraint go, and you come home with more than you initially bargained for.

But talking about the virtues of her newly acquired fishtank wasn't why he had come here, and he'd rather keep things from becoming unnecessarily complicated while he has the chance. Get it out of the way before something else could fall unceremoniously through the ceiling on them. ...Though keeping the timelines straight wasn't entirely why either he had come over either. But it was in part. Mostly. It was his rationalization, like he needed an excuse to come see her, even without Miki all but pushing him out the door and telling him what to do. When had she ever told him what to do back then?

He frowns a little—sparing one more passing glance at the fishtank—before taking a few steps back and leaning against the wall in an easy imitation of a slouch. "She said she told you about half." Though that might have been more than enough. Might be easy to fill in the blanks from there, since the events had more or less been the same. The key players had just been shuffled around. "Anything not clear?"